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The news of Aveline getting slapped spread quickly throughout the entire department. When coupled with the fact that Alexander had assigned a project to her personally, it was the first time something like this had ever happened.

The astute ones among them could sense that something was amiss. Everyone knew that Aveline was personally brought in by Jordan.

Now, it seemed that her backer wasn't Jordan, but Alexander!

Realizing this, the members of Team C were filled with trepidation.

No wonder Aveline defied all odds and disregarded everyone. No wonder

Alexander specifically named her to handle the planning.

The company even issued a warning because of the photo incident.

All of this suddenly made sense. Aveline's support turned out to be none other than Alexander!

Even if she was Alexander's lover, so what? Could Nora do anything other than slap her?

At this moment, everyone was filled with fear and unease. Who would dare to compete with her for projects? They were all trying to curry favor with her.

Fiona respectfully placed the strawberries she had bought for Aveline on her desk, wearing a pleasing smile on her face.

"Aveline these are the strawberries I personally bought for you, with a hint of sugar, at room temperature, and I also bought some afternoon tea for you."

Delicate pastries filled the table, and everyone was silently watching Fiona's back.

She was the most fervent in scolding Aveline and the first to fawn over her.

Aveline glanced at her and Fiona continued, “I was blind before, Aveline, please don't treat me the

same way. If there's anything you need from me in the future, feel free to ask."

Aveline lazily replied, "You're blocking my light."

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Fiona, seeing that Aveline occupied the best spot in the office with ample sunlight, clearly showed that she didn't want to engage with her.

"Sure, I'm right next to you. If you have any problems, you can come to me."

Fiona tactfully retreated to her own seat, but her gaze continued to frequently shift towards Aveline.

Aveline looked at the exquisite pastries on the table but didn't refuse them. She used to love sweets.

Sweets could heal all the unhappiness in the world.

But back then, her unhappiness was just missing a perfect score by 0.5. Where did the boy she glimpsed in her childhood disappear to?

A girl's worries were also simple; a scoop of ice cream could immediately cure them.

In the past two years, she rarely had regular meals, let alone sweets.

She took a spoonful, but the sweetness she remembered now felt cloying.

After just one bite, Aveline put it down.

She pushed everything aside, knowing that everyone around her wanted to get close to her, but she

didn't have the time for it.

At this moment, she finally understood that Alexander's actions were not only to test her abilities but

also to announce to the world that he saw Aveline differently.

As for their relationship, whatever people wanted to think, he didn't care.

That was his backing.

Aveline chuckled softly. If she couldn't remember the things he had done to her, maybe she would

still be moved.

But those hurts were like knives cutting into her, and they hadn't healed until now.

She had long remembered that pain, so how could she repeat the same mistakes?

Aveline continued with her work. Fortunately, besides music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, Anthony had also found a specialized finance teacher to teach her relevant knowledge.

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Spending time with Alexander, she had absorbed some knowledge, so a project worth several million was just right for her to practice.

CEO's office,

Alexander rolled up the end of his tie, once again thinking of Aveline pulling him in for a kiss.

His Adam's apple involuntarily slid, and his body, which hadn't been touched for two years, once

again stirred his desire.

"Have you found out why she entered Sterling Corporation?" he asked,

Jordan respectfully stood to the side. "Madam hasn't made any special moves in the department, but she did give a gift to the O secretary's office."

"A gift?"

Jordan handed him a tie clip. "This is from Leon."

Alexander glanced at the logo. It was a trendy brand, not cheap.

"She's quite generous."

"Perhaps at first, she thought she was going to work in the secretary's office, so she made good relations witheveryone and giving gifts was normal."

Alexander's gaze, however, fell on the small decoration protruding from the tie

clip. "Open it."

Jordan didn't ask further and quickly opened the decoration.

A miniature tracker fell out from the small cover, scattering on the table.